She Is Happy When She Dances
|She Is Happy When She Dances
Whose shoes are those? I think I know.
Its owner is quite happy though.
Full of joy! Gone is the super ego,
I watch her smile as she glows.
She gives the white powder a shake,
And dances ‘til her feet aches.
She hardly takes a break,
Only latin sounds has her wide awake.
Shoes like that are too deep,
As her promises to dances it keeps.
After shimmying and later some sleep.
Dancing dreams come to in heaps.
She rises from her comfy queen bed,
With thoughts of salsa tunes in her head.
Instead of breakfast again she's led
To thoughts of dancing tonight ahead.